All Chapters of Seducing Alpha Jaxon: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

AuroraJaxon got ready, and so did I—though I was losing a silent war with the zipper on my top. The zipper sat annoyingly at my side, and yet, for some cruel, mythical reason, it refused to cooperate. I twisted, strained, even laughed under my breath at my own struggle. This was crazy—a werewolf, skilled, trained for combats and battles losing against a mere zipper.Jaxon slipped into his leather jacket, caught my quiet chuckle, and answered it with one of his own. Then he crossed the room and pulled me closer without asking."Silly poppet," he murmured, smiling down at me with that maddeningly adoring look.Before I could react, his fingers found the zipper. One smooth motion. Effortless. Perfect.I stared at him like he'd just performed a magic trick.What the fuck?! "How did you do that?" I asked, genuinely stunned.He laughed. "What do you mean, how did I do that?" His shoulders lifted casually. "It was easy as fuck. You just grab and pull,” he demonstrated with his hand with a

AuroraIt was a disaster.A total, fucking disaster.Daniel spent a solid ten minutes pacing around the horse like it was a crime scene, studying the black beast as if it might confess its crimes. He tried to look unbothered—nonchalant—but I saw the pulse pricking dark against his throat, the way his fingers trembled before he shoved them back into his pockets."Nice looking horse," he said, voice clipped, eyes on the black animal that looked every inch ready to snarl. The horse was magnificent—intimidating, all muscle and shadow—because Jaxon had deliberately given Daniel the biggest one. Massive. I couldn't name the breed, but damn—tall enough to eat the sky. Daniel and Jaxon themselves were big men; the horse simply swallowed them whole."Would you even get on it?" Jaxon asked, looping the white horse's lead and tugging it closer. I ran my hand along the white's neck; he leaned into my palm. Felix was gentle—soft-nosed and agreeable. A smile settled over my lips as I stroked him an

AuroraWe went crashing down in the most brutal way imaginable.Felix, Jaxon, and I—slammed into rock and soil, bodies colliding, skin tearing, the sound of bone and flesh striking the ground echoing inside my skull. Pain exploded everywhere at once. Scraping. Cutting. Bruising. The world became noise and impact and breath ripped from my lungs.Jaxon wrapped his arms around me mid-fall, turning his body as we rolled. Then—Thud.His back hit a rock hard, knocking the air from him, my body crushed against his chest. The force rattled my bones.It all happened too fast to process.I didn't even know why we'd gone down.But one thing I knew with terrifying certainty—Jaxon hadn't lost control of Felix.He hadn't been there. Not when I was screaming his name, not when I was trying to pull him back. I'd seen his eyes in that final second—blank. Gone. Completely white.Someone had taken him.Mind manipulation.That rare spell.And there was only one person capable of that—"Fuck," Jaxon gro

AuroraAs my words lingered between us, Lilith took a step back—barely a movement, so slight it could've slipped past anyone else's notice. But I saw it. She'd already burned through most of her blood spells. I could feel it in the way her power faltered, in the tightness around her eyes."You wouldn't want to try me, Aurora," she warned, eyes narrowing. "If you attack the beast, you don't walk away unscathed.""Beast?" I stepped closer, lifting my hands as my claws slid free. I didn't bother shifting—I knew better. Against blood magic, my wolf would only be a liability. I needed control. I needed to stay human."All I see is a puppy," I said coolly. "A scared little puppy with a wolf so weak she had to crawl into forbidden blood spells just to survive."That struck home.Lilith's eyes darkened—something vicious flashing beneath the surface."Then let me show you what my blood spells can do."With a hiss of breath, she dragged her claws down her arm. Blood spilled freely, streaking he

Aurora Silence stretched across the room, thick and alive, like the air itself was holding its breath. Every muscle, every heartbeat, every inhale—tense. Waiting.Daniel was a man of many trades, but when he opened his mouth, he either fucked it up for everyone, shocked the entire room, or unleashed a truth so sharp and dangerous it could cut through empires. That was Daniel—reckless, frighteningly precise.“Who are you talking about, Daniel?” Jaxon’s voice came out quiet, but it carried the kind of weight that made the room colder. His tone was strained, low—an effort to control the chaos building beneath his skin. I could see it in his eyes, that flicker of disbelief, the denial he was trying to choke down. The idea of a traitor among his pack—the same pack that had bled for him, fought for him, helped him survive wars and storms and carnage—it was almost unthinkable.I couldn’t speak.I didn’t know what to say.This wasn’t my place. And yet the silence itself felt unbearable, pres